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“hockey teams are polycules” vibes out in full force today courtesy of the Colorado Avalanche
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Nick Olczyk is sounding more and more like his old man every day tbh
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tricky-pockets · 1 year
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My boyfriend keeps looking at me like 😐... 🥚 when I tell a story that happened pre-transition and it gets funnier every time, so I present to you, in no particular order,
egg shit that SOMEHOW did not tip me off:
Played in numerous d&d campaigns in college; didn't play a lady character even once.
Invented a male persona so I could sub in when my boyfriend's frat was a man short for Beer Olympics.
Maintained that male persona and later pledged the frat.
Was regularly the only girl invited to Boys' Night because "you're a guy like at least 40% of the time anyway".
Planned elaborate costumes every halloween; never once went as a lady or anything lady-adjacent.
Actually won 'Sexiest costume (male)' at a theatre event.
Regularly auditioned for male roles in theatre productions. Landed a small part in an all-female production of As You Like It as Silvius and was never more psyched to be in a play.
Watched Ouran High School Host Club straight through by myself; felt weird and immediately chopped off all my hair about it.
Messed around with my college boyfriend while in boymode, using masc pronouns and an assumed name.
80% of my wardrobe in college was hand-me-downs from that same boyfriend.
Went as a wizard for halloween multiple times as a kid, with the beard and everything; never once considered being a witch.
Invented a male persona in middle/high school just for going to hockey games with my uncle.
Made out with more than one gay dude who said "I don't know what it is about you, I'm usually never attracted to women."
Ended up effectively living in my buddy Jake's dorm room every single year, no matter what my official living arrangements were.
Started wearing Old Spice in high school because a boy I liked wore it and I liked how he smelled. Pulled the same move in college with a particular brand of shampoo.
Wore the men's jeans+high-impact sports bra combo in an astounding number of photos.
And I didn't know! My oblivious ass sat there in my boyfriend's old pants with my titties tied down, calling myself Jack, playing a male illusionist for the 76th time in a d&d game with my frat brothers and making plans to go to Boys' Night afterwards for Streetfighter and beer, and I didn't figure it out.
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bucknastysbabe · 19 days
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idk if your taking requests but I’m in desperate need of more modern AU Jace fics. Maybe if he was a cocky hockey player with his giant dick I need smut 🙏
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Rating: Explicit
Tags: Hockey player!Jace, Actress!Reader, fake dating trope, my not sly commentary about parasocial fangirl behaviors and pressure on women in high profile industries, she has honkers and he has a horse cawk match made in heaven, Jacey is a little sweet babey always, real kittycat eating hours, teasing, pnv!sex, v!fingering, fast burn, lots of banter :)
Taglist: @arcielee @aemonds-holy-milk @targaryenbarbie @valeskafics @fallingintoyourlilaceyes @fairysluna @sugarpoppss2 @lovelykhaleesiii
The contracts were to be signed today. Jace was to be in a PR ‘relationship’ with this break-out actress. He was a star himself in the NHL, winning the Hart Memorial trophy for being the most valuable player his rookie year. He played centre, covering the ice and passing to his teammates to make a goal. He got a huge deal in the aftermath.
Suddenly his world was much more glamorous.
He wasn’t sure who sucked whose dick but he agreed to dating the starlet. He flew down from Toronto to the upscale management office in New York to meet the chick. He’d heard her name, couldn’t put a face to it, and certainly didn’t look her up. The brunette hoped she was a looker like his manager said.
He was pleasantly surprised, shaking her manicured hand. Jacaerys grinned as he introduced himself, poorly hiding his leering gaze on her tight little body. The actress was smoking hot. He wondered if she would be down to fool around. He had no desire for romance outside of planned sightings. He wasn’t much into that at the moment. Jace dated his high school sweetheart Rhaena until he’d gone big time.
She didn’t acclimate to fame and his constant absence. Jace understood why she broke it off. When they were seen— reporters interrupted. Pictures of fan girls crowding around him surfaced all the time. She deleted her socials due to harassment. He was saddened but figured it was a sign to let loose. So let loose he did.
Jacaerys had fucked plenty of puck bunnies, professional athletes, and the occasional hook-up with famous names by now. His brother called him cocky, and his mother snapped to not let the fame get to his head. He listened, truly, Jace loved his family and wanted to make them proud.
But honestly? When he was accomplishing everything he dreamed of and the money was flowing in, Jace couldn’t help but feel a bit over-confident. He knew he was talented, handsome, and a good fuck. He’d learned from a young age that his…dick…was different. In layman’s terms, he had a horse cock. By God, he was proud of that thing too.
They sat down in adjacent chairs, waiting for the agent to come to debrief them on the terms of the relationship. Jacaerys' brown eyes flicked over to her bored face, down to her busty chest, and back up. She scoffed “You haven’t seen my tits on the silver screen?”
He grinned, asking “I don’t get around to movies much. Care to enlighten me?”
Her lips turned into a frown, posture stiffening up. The actress shook her head, pulling out her phone to text rapidly. She was likely talking shit. Jace prodded, “What? Am I missing something? I’m playing hockey year round babe.”
“I literally am up for a Golden Globe for leading actress in a drama,” she grumbled, “Apparently you don’t read either.” She turned back to type on her phone again, lips settling into a pout. The athlete was a little taken aback by her attitude. He liked it. It appeared she was used to cinephile sycophants and co-stars trying to get a piece.
He hummed a laugh, spreading out in the wide chair. They waited, her nails clicking on the cell phone beginning to irritate Jacaerys. He absently asked "You like hockey? It's pretty fun to watch live."
"I don't really pay attention to sports, I act year round babe."
Jace's eyes widened in surprise. She was a spitfire under the glossy hair and now placid expression. He knew better than to irk her more, his mother taught him to respect women. The athlete was drawn in, he wanted a reaction, the attention whether it was negative or not. He smirked at her, leaning over, "Why did you pick me then? Don't like hockey, don't seem quite fond of me."
Her own lips curled a bit, the woman tucking a loose lock of hair behind a jeweled ear. She stated, "I got a list, you were single and cute. Word on the street was that you were a bit nicer than who I am sitting with now. Don't worry, it won't be too long, you'll be back to railing your way through Toronto soon." Her smile was thin, a blank look to her eyes.
Jace's chest fluttered a bit, guilt seeping into his mind. Before he could apologize the door opened. A man in a suit briskly walked in, setting down some papers. He eyed the pair to ask "Ready for the terms?" They both nodded, and Jace noticed her frown grow deeper. Damn. He felt like an asshole.
"Alright Jacaerys Velaryon, you'll be 'dating' my client for three months minimum. If you two hit it off, good job, enjoy your relationship. You two must be seen in public at least bi-weekly, my client will be at your games, and maintaining PDA is required. I'd recommend going out with your friends and playing the part. We'll sign an NDA and get this show on the road. Sound good?"
"Sure."
"Can't wait," she deadpanned.
They scribbled their names and exited the meeting. The actress ignored Jacaerys as she left, answering a phone call, pointedly looking away. He eventually cornered her up to exchange phone numbers. The pair had to exit the building at separate times so as not to draw attention.
Jace decided to read up on his faux girlfriend for the flight home. The actress was talented, the same age as him, and booked for the year. He decided to shoot her a text, damned lingering guilt eating at him. The hockey player was soft at heart, always had been. He could play the part of a cocky athlete but he truly hated confrontation, upsetting others, and general dickishness. That was for his uncles.
"Sorry about being a dick. Going to watch your movie tonight. Should I start with your small role in that sitcom?"
His dark eyes raptly watched the typing bubble. It disappeared, reappeared-- finally a response showed up. She had replied with an emoji rolling its eyes. "God, please don't, I look like a freak. The movie is much better. Then you can tell me about my tits. Apology accepted. See you next week in Toronto, make sure to clean the thongs outta your place."
Jace grinned, excitement coursing through his veins. He ended up making a big show picking her up from the airport. He grabbed the luggage and put it in his new sleek car. A couple of people had stopped her, even Jace for some autographs. The brunette made sure to hug the actress-- pulling her in for a searing kiss. His hand possessively splayed across her lower back, fingers grazing her pert ass.
He opened the door to let her in the car, cameras flashing now. Jace leaned in to whisper, "I have to admit, you have a beautiful body." She flushed and pecked his lips again, shooting him a smile. The hockey player climbed into the driver's side and off they went. He snuck a look and added, "I didn't really find any thongs but everything is pristine, Miss Golden Globe Nominee."
"Good, Mister Hart Trophy Winner."
Jace couldn't help but smile. He enjoyed her banter while they headed to his place. The woman was witty and playful, her icy facade melting as he listened to her. Jace carried her bags into the luxury apartment complex, while she had a roller bag. He teased, "You got boulders in here?"
"I'm staying for a bit, need to be prepared. You can run around in a tracksuit and no one bats an eye. If I look like a slob the tabloids are going to wonder if I'm a drunk or something. You won't believe the 'inside sources' I apparently have."
Jace frowned, scoffing, "That's bullshit. They put so much pressure on women in the industry."
She gazed at him, eyes softened as she thanked him in a reverent tone. Jace felt his cheeks heat up. He was beginning to wonder if he was having a moment of weakness or simply struck dumb by her looks and powerful presence. "At the least, I'm not a model."
Jacaerys snorted. He's had his fair share of models. He assumed they were all a bit nutty from the coke, not the horrid pressure from their nigh-impossible standards of beauty to uphold. "Good point," he conceded.
She stared around his loft, lips quirking up. The woman placed her bag down and strolled to the huge windows overlooking the city. Casting a glance back at Jacaerys she marveled, "It's gorgeous Jacaerys. Much prettier than LA." He smiled and replied, "Wait until you see it at night, I never get tired of the view."
Jace liked the way she said his full name. Maybe too much. He felt his cheeks begin to burn again. His animal hindbrain tittered "How would she sound moaning that?"
Awkwardness settled over the pair, her turning back to look out the window. Jace stated, "I'll put your things in the guest room, it's got a big bathroom and all."
"Thanks hun," she hummed. She followed along to place the luggage down, flopping onto the bed. Her big eyes followed Jace's form as she commented, "I highly doubt you decorated the place but it's nice. Very...Feng shui."
"Mom did all of that, I do try to keep it clean. I fear she'll appear and scold me. You could lick off the floor at my place growing up."
"Ha! I wish! I'm cluttered as all get out."
Jace gave her a faux glare, "Better keep it tidy, babe."
"Uh-huh, sure, what's on the docket for today? I want a tour and a cocktail to cap it off at dinner."
"You mean the club?"
Jace couldn't stop his cock from twitching when she smiled at him coquettishly, sparkling teeth gleaming as she purred "Of course stud, let's see what the rake of the Maple Leafs is putting down. I wanna see you dance!"
Oh. He was in quite deep. Jacaerys Targaryen might have developed an infatuation faster than he could pass a puck.
They held hands walking around Toronto, catching lunch as he showed her the sights. They rested on a bench in a park, Jace's arm slung around her shoulders, their heads close together as they spoke. The pair of them stared at her phone, giggling. The actress read off the Instagram post, "Starlet dating hockey star Jace Velaryon?"
"They're quick with it, for the love of god don't look at the comments."
Her pretty eyes rolled, "They call me an industry whore, nothing new, let me see this." Her red lacquered nail clicked on the comments. She guffawed, lips spreading into a smile. Jace raised a brow and looked over. He shook his head in annoyance-- how could 'fans' of his be so angry? Wouldn't they want him to be happy?
'Please, this won't last a second.'
'Pr relationship so obvious.'
'Jaceeeee whyyyyy she's such a bad actress.'
"A Golden Globe nominee is a bad actress? God, don't listen to that nonsense," he grumbled, tightening his arm around her shoulders. She shrugged and clicked on a fan page of her own. Jace seemed to settle at the more uplifting comments. He laughed out loud at one, 'Loveeee get it mother!' Jace outright guffawed at the second one, 'Be careful babes, don't get split by his infamous horse dick!!!'
"I like my fans better. I'll have to check out your fan cams at some point."
Jace rolled his eyes, helplessly grinning. His eyes flicked to a camera shuttering. Ah great, paparazzi, he thought. The brunette was planning on intentionally kissing her. He glared at the person and sniffed, "Come on, let's head back to my place for a bit." She cooed "What? Don't want your pic taken Jacey?"
"Nope, we need nap time before hitting the nightlife."
"I hope we see Drake. That would be cool."
Jace laughed his ass off. When they got into the elevator he crowded her up, hands on her waist. She inhaled, eyes widening, full lips quirking up. He murmured softly, "You're so...I can't find the words." Her arms loosely linked around his shoulders, soft lips so close. She whispered, "Actions speak louder than words pretty boy."
Next thing Jace knew her legs were locked around his hips, the pair making out as he blindly keyed open the door to his loft. Kicking the door open, the brunette pressed her against the wall, mouthing his way down her neck. The actress' nails dug into his shoulders as she moaned, breasts heaving in excitement. He nipped at her collarbone, mumbling, "Lemme eat you out, fuck, please."
"Bed now," she demanded in return.
He deposited the beauty on his bed, wildly jerking at his clothes. She was shimmying off her leggings, the sweatshirt she borrowed hitting the wall. Jace climbed atop her in his underwear, grinding against her pussy, mouth latching back onto plush lips. She whined under her breath when he lapped into her mouth, calloused hands playing with peaked nipples.
They grew sloppy, Jace finally kissing and sucking his way down her tight body. He grabbed one of her legs as he sucked on the thin skin of the hip, dark eyes blown black with arousal. She gripped at his hair, breathless, "Fu-uck Jacaerys, please, please." Jace grinned, rumbling, "I gotcha baby, screw the club, I'll show you a good time tonight yeah?" He was hopelessly earnest, swollen lips hovering above her mound.
"Yes yes baby, want it all, please, you're killing me." Jace could lose his mind at the way her voice cracked into a whimper, brows pinching in agony. She even thrust fruitlessly upwards-- Jace's other hand keeping her hip pinned. He grunted, "Spread em' sweetheart."
He tongued at her engorged clit off the rip, hands digging into the soft meat of the thighs. The actress cried out, back arching all gorgeous, tits bouncing with the movement. Her hand tightened in his curls as Jace suckled, eyes watching every little move. He snuck his fore and middle fingers up and across her sopping slit, smirking.
He delved them into her cunt as his tongue joined, playfully lapping as the excess slick, moaning at her natural taste. She whimpered again, thighs tightening as Jacaerys crooked his fingers up into her g-spot, flicking his tongue upwards and back to her clitoris. He paused to groan, "You feel good pretty girl?"
She moaned his name and babbled nonsense, pussy throbbing and drenching his fingers. Jacaerys' smiled-- she moaned his name just as he imagined. He had a rhythm alternating between teasing jabs of his tongue and suckling on the bundle of nerves. She was growing frantic, tossing her hair around and practically howling in pleasure.
He sped up the pace, relentlessly working her pretty pussy until the darling shrieked his name, clenching his hair. Her thighs twitched and clamped around his head, body arched as she heaved and cried. Jace groaned at her gushing around his fingers, long lashes fluttering in pure want. He needed to fuck her, now.
He pulled down his briefs as she laid back, panting, pretty face dazed and flushed-- a light sheen of sweat had covered her naked body. He climbed atop her, pleading, "C'mon sweets, think you can take it? Take me? I'll give you another orgasm, too goddamn perfect not too, god."
Her lidded eyes widened at his cock. It was flushed and heavy, too heavy to do anything but hang between his impossibly toned thighs. The actress rasped, "Give it to me, I can take it, ease it in." She kissed the brunette open-mouthed and wet, shaky legs pulling up to cage his hips in.
Jace's breath stuttered as he guided the fat tip of his cock into her soaked pussy, feeling the stretch immediately. She clung to him, pouring herself into his lips, nails digging into his shoulder blades. He slid in another agonizing two inches, gasping, "Fuck you're tight."
She responded by sucking blooming marks into his tensed neck, eyes rolling up when the thick middle of his cock spread her wide open. "Jacaerys, Jacaerys, you feel so good- so damn big baby!" He kept pushing against the slight resistance, settling as deep as he could.
His brown eyes clenched tight, she was like a silky glove around his cock. Hazily he felt her stomach, eyes lolling around at the bump from his cock. She was mewling wetly at the junction of neck and shoulder, non-stop babbling about being so full. Jace panted, "Mm, yeah, lookit' you, stretched your pretty pussy out."
He began to fuck in earnest, chasing a high. Her cunt dragged and clung to his fat cock, ridged insides sending sharp arousal up his spine. Jace lost himself in the moment, mouthing at a pert nipple, heavy balls slapping against her ass. She cried and yelled, worthy of a fucking porno. He knew he wasn't going to last long. But the way she was practically shivering and fuck-dumb, slurring her words of nonsense, she was right with Jace.
"M'gonna cum baby, you on birth control?"
"Fuck me, jus' keep fuckin' me," she rasped. Plan B was always an option when her mind returned to non-mush. Jace kept fucking her as instructed, groans growing desperate and guttural. His balls were drawing up, aching from how needy he was to cum.
He kissed her one more time, swallowing her noises before pulling back to pant against her cheek, hips beginning to stutter. He snuck a hand down to her cunt, thumbing her clit. Just when he thought it couldn't get any better-- she shrieked again. A gush of her slick engulfed his cock, wet noises filling the bedroom. Jace cried her name, shoving himself deep and filling her up.
He might've sent her into another orgasm but Jacaerys was whited out from pleasure. All the athlete could do was pathetically groan as his cock twitched and pumped his heavy load into her cock, thickening the slick coating on his prick, collecting around where they joined. It was delightfully filthy. He came too with a deep inhale, sliding out with a mewl and flopping away.
Overstimulation was a common theme with the girls he fucked-- Jace knew to give some space in the immediate aftermath. It wasn't too long before she complained, "Why are you flopped over there? Get over here, you just fucked my brains out."
He grinned like a sap. How did she have yet another moment where he found himself deeper in desire for the woman. Jace murmured, "My bad, my bad, didn't want to overheat you or anything." She retorted, "I'm a cuddler Jacaerys Targaryen, you should remember that about your girlfriend." He chuckled, jerking her into his embrace, tucking a chin on her shoulder.
"They didn't lie about your horse dick. Hate to tell your fan girlies that cock belongs to me now."
Jace smirked, pressing a gentle peck to her skin, "It's all yours, believe me. They can find the next rookie of the year to be their online boyfriend."
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604to647 · 30 days
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Hat Trick (Safest with You AU)
1.7K / Modern AU Retired Mob Enforcer!Din Djarin x fem!reader
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Summary: Din takes you to a hockey game for date night. Hat Trick = when a player scores three times (goals) in a game.
Warnings: 18+ content (MDNI please), No smut but smut adjacent, established relationship, possessive!Din if you squint really hard, thigh riding/grinding in public, dirty talk, light degradation (whore, affectionate), pet names as usual (pretty bird, baby, sweetheart, etc.), use of hockey terms.
A/N: My beloved Canucks are leading their conference (woo!) and they’re playing tonight so to wish them luck, here’s a little one shot with our Safest with You couple. There’s a little more characterization of reader in this one in that she’s a big hockey fan, hope that doesn’t stop anyone from enjoying the story! 😘 Also, the term "puck bunny" is used but is not intended in any actual derogatory or sexist way; it's completely light-hearted teasing because we, reader and Din, all know that shaming female fans is not a thing and we can happily let woman enjoy sports any way they want🏒🐰
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“These are great seats, Din!” you beam, as you take off your jacket and look around; you’re seven rows up from the ice in the lower bowl, right behind the goal.  Perfect seats.
As soon as Din sees your sweatshirt, he laughs at the bright team colours and large block letters in the front that read “I just hope both teams have fun.”  My sweet girl, he thinks.
Turns out, you did not want both teams to have fun.  Turns out, you wanted the visiting team to eat ice shit.
The first time your team’s defense crushes someone against the glass with devastating precision and you roar your approval, he looks over, stunned.  While he knew you loved hockey, he hadn’t expected you to get so into a live sporting event.
And he knew you had a mouth on you, but he’s never heard it at this volume, your hands cupping around your mouth in a makeshift bullhorn to amplify your trash talk:
“PUT HIM IN JAIL!!!!” When the ref doesn’t call for the tripping of one of your players.
“Don't get too comfortable!!! Don't even sit down!!” When the opposing team opts for a two-man advantage for their power play by pulling their goalie.
“How was that fucking slashing?!  He barely touched him!! What is this, soccer????”  When your team captain is put in the penalty box.
“Get it together!! I've seen more organization at the zoo!!” When the teams fight for the puck against the boards, the other team attempting to clear.
“This isn’t cake, stop icing!!” When the other team does clear the puck.
You’re equally as vocal with your encouragement and praise:
“Shoot it!  Shoot it!  Atta boy!!”
“Let’s go defense, let’s go!! Yesssssssss!!”
“Fucking look how smooth that line change was!!”
“Get it, get it, you got it!!”
You cheer loud and earnestly for every save your goalie makes, face-off won, and glove dropping fight.  Each home goal is celebrated out of your seat, reverie extending to Din and your seat neighbours via hugs and high-fives. Your energy is infectious and Din hasn’t had this much fun at a hockey game in years.
During the second intermission, just when the two of you are musing if it’s worth the line-ups to get a bucket of popcorn to share, you hear a familiar voice say your name.
“Jessica?” you squeal in delight, throwing your arms around a petite blonde, “I haven’t seen you in forever!”
“I thought that was you! Derek and I have been debating it over the last two periods, and I finally said I would just come over and find out for myself,” she points up in the stands a couple of sections over and a few rows up, and you see her husband waving wildly with both arms and you wave back enthusiastically.
The two of you catch up quickly and when you introduce Din to your friend, she looks thrilled, “Do you play as well?”
Din looks confused, so you proudly answer for him, “Din’s a boxer.”
“Ohhhhhh. Sorry, you just had the look of an enforcer, but that makes sense.”  You have to keep yourself from laughing at the double meaning Jess definitely didn’t intend.
The two of you chat a little bit longer before your friend has to leave if she’s to make it back to her seat before the third period starts.  As you say goodbye and promise to see each other again soon, you look up to wave to Derek as well, and Jess says, “Oh, yeah, Russ is here with us too.” The man sitting next to Derek locks eyes with you and waves back, same as his friend.
Starting up the stairs, Jess says, “Nice to meet you!” to Din, a sentiment he returns, and to you, “Nice to see you’re branching out,” before she winks and runs away as you roll your eyes good naturedly.
When the third period gets underway, Din leans over, “What did she mean, branching out?”
You feel your cheeks get hot, and you avoid Din’s eye by keeping yours locked on the game, “Oh… well, I used to almost exclusively date hockey players…”
“Like…. a puck bunny?”
Dropping your jaw, scandalized, “No!! Not like a puck bunny!! That’s not a thing!” And as Din laughs, you feel the need to explain, “I wasn’t trying to date hockey players.  It just turned out that the people I dated also happened to play hockey.  Like, when Jess set me up with Derek’s friend, I didn’t know they played on a team together!”
“Oh, that guy over there?” Din looks up at where Jess has rejoined her husband and sees the man next to him looking over at the two of you.  You shrug and nod, turning back to the game, “So anyways, it was kind of like this joke that if I dated someone, they would coincidentally turn out to play hockey.”
Puck bunny, you mutter under your breath, and Din grins and throws his arm around you, kissing you on top of your head to placate you.
After the end of an exciting final period where your favourite right winger almost scores a hat trick, you and Din file out of the arena with the crowd, Din’s arm casually draped around your shoulders as you practically bounce out of happiness at your team’s win.
While walking to the subway, you spot Derek’s head peaking out above the crowd and he smiles big when he sees you and starts to make his way over.  Your two groups converge near the subway entrance and it’s another happy reunion. You haven’t seen Derek since you last saw Jess and you’ve always found him to be hilarious, laid back and kind; perfect for your bubbly friend.  Even seeing Russ again is nice, although there isn’t really any reason it wouldn’t be; the two of you had dated for a bit, but your long work hours and his away game schedule had prevented it from getting too serious, and the two of you had parted amicably.  If he stares at you while the five of you chat and revisit your favourite moments from the game, you don’t notice.  Derek and Jess invite you to join them at the sports bar they’re heading to, but you and Din politely decline, saying you have to get back to Al.  Only Jess and Din catch Russ’ look of disappointment before you part ways.   
While waiting on the subway platform, Din asks to know more about your friends, and you tell him everything: how you and Jess met at a baking class, Derek’s courtship and their wedding, and also about your and Russ’ brief relationship.
When you get on the subway, it’s too packed for you to find seats, so you end up standing right next to a pole by the door, with Din hovering protectively, ready to catch you if you lose your footing while the subway moves. 
“You know… I know how to play hockey too,” he’s looking at you with a silly, pouty face and you can’t help but giggle.  “Not ice hockey, but we’d sometimes play street hockey in front of the gym when we were kids.  Stopped after Paz broke a car window and it turned out that car belonged to a Hutt and nearly started a damn street war.”
“Omigod,” you chuckle, imaging a young Din and Paz running around the street with hockey sticks. 
“So… your streak isn’t broken… puck bunny.”
“Ugh!” you playfully swat at Din’s shoulder, “I told you!! It was a coincidence!”
Din leans in, pressing your back into the pole and whispers, “Ok, not a puck bunny… but you’re still my bunny.”
You gasp a little at the possessive tone lacing his words and can’t help but squeeze your thighs together, squirming slightly and hoping no one on the subway notices.
Din notices, though, “Is my pretty bunny feeling needy in front of all these people?  You need something between those legs, baby?”
You nod, whimpering just a bit, and pull Din closer by tugging at the bottom of his jacket.  Very subtly, he steps between your legs and bends his knee slightly so the angle slopes right at your core.  When the subway makes a tight turn, all the passengers jostle and Din’s leg bumps up into you, giving you a jolt of electrifying friction.  You close your eyes and have to bite you lip to stifle a moan.  Feeling cocky, Din whispers hotly in your ear, “Let them hear you, pretty bird.  Let everyone in this subway car know how dirty you are, getting off on daddy’s thigh in public.”
The subway goes over a bumpy stretch of track and you’re knocked right into Din’s chest, pressed up against his body, practically sat down on his leg.  You don’t bother to upright yourself, instead letting the rolling movement of the subway rock your needy pussy back and forth against Din’s thigh, slowly warming the ball of pleasure within you.
You’re practically humming with need in Din’s arms; just before the subway jerks to a stop, he growls in your ear, “Do you think you can come like this, baby? Or do you need me to fuck you in front of all these strangers, so they can see what a pretty whore you are?”.  The screech of the subway brakes cover-up your moans, and you’re only slightly relieved when Din withdraws his knee, but continues to hold you close against his chest.  As the train starts to move again, you look up at him with your lust hooded eyes, and quietly whine, “Daddy.”
Din chuckles and leans down to press a chaste kiss to your lips, “No one gets to see you come but me, okay pretty bird?  Now can you be a good girl and be patient for daddy?  Just two more stops and I’ll give you that hat trick you deserve when we get home.”
Smiling dreamily at the promise of multiple orgasms, you nod, “Okay, I’ll be good.  As long as both teams get to have fun,” and as you snuggle deeper into Din’s arms, you feel his whole chest vibrate with laughter.
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crumble-stew · 1 year
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I wanna hear about your PDh rewrite
whats like, the plot your going for
HELLO HI!!!
I’d like to preface this by saying I’m a super busy student in my A-Level year so I’m not actually making it. But I can make comics and explain the plot theoretically on tumblr :D
First of all it’s Katemau centric because I’m a useless bisexual.
Now more importantly, there’s two main schools in this, Phoenix Drop High and O’Kasis Academy. It’s also sort of following MCD in a more direct way? I’ll run down all the main cast
Aphmau Floraz - Age 16. She has been homeschooled her whole life and is super stoked to be attending high school. Attends PDH and gets up to general protag shenanigans.
Aaron Lycan - Age 18. Aaron is not a love interest! He’s still FC but they meet online while she’s at PDH and not before. They’re nerdy gamer friends and I <3 them. Platonic nerd aarmau for the soul
Katelyn Adhikari - Age 16. APH’S LOVE INTEREST!!! Katelyn used to attend O’Kasis Academy where she was captain of the girl’s football (soccer) team and also on the student council, run by Zane. Some shit goes down and it all ends with Zane getting Jeffery expelled and triggering a series of events that makes Katelyn want to leave. She now attends PDH and is on the football team there. She’s also Ivy’s ex :0
Nana Ishida - Age 15. Nana is a member of the baking club!! She wants to go to a technical college to become a patisserie chef and she often struggles with not being as academic as some of her friends. Lucinda is always around to give her a pep talk if she’s really struggling :,). She’s also dating Danté. She likes anime but she goes by her own name not Kawaii-Chan. Liking anime is what she bonds with Aphmau over
Danté Captain - Age 15. Danté is not gross in my rewrite, and is much more like his MCD counterpart!! After a messy breakup with Nicole, he was a bit sceptical about dating someone. However, he bonded with Nana over failing a maths test and they really hit it off. He’s really good at boxing but so far he’s never beaten Gene
Lucinda Claire - Age 16. Lucinda is an icon. She’s still a witch and she’s part of like. The main girl four (Aphmau, Katelyn, Nana and Lucinda). She’s been friends with Nana for years and the two are a very chaotic team. Teachers are warned to sit them across the room from each other when they first start, and they turn everything into a competition. Lucinda also knows how to comfort someone after a breakup or smthn, but does not do well with her own.
Laurance Zvahl - Age 17. Laurance captains the guys football (again, soccer) team and he is super messy lol. Ask him about his middle school emo phase and you are DEAD (not really, he’ll just laugh it off, then ask that you don’t mention it). Not much has changed here, but again he’s not a love interest for Aphmau really? I don’t like love triangle stuff too much so I wanna make it more slow burn adjacent. He was adopted by Hayden when he was super young and if you hurt Cadenza he will hate you forever. He did also used to roll with Gene and co
Gene Captain (18), Sasha Smyth (17), and Zenix Martinez-Jones (15) are the shadow knights still!!! They’re sort of Gene’s weird loner group, not much has changed here. Gene wants to be a boxer, Sasha gets away with everything because of her 4.0 and Zenix wears trousers 5 sizes too big for him. They’re silly.
Ivy Vernon (16) and Janus Argan (17) are kinda background antagonists for a bit??? Ivy is Katelyn’s ex and the head of the OKA girls hockey team. She’s an absolute menace . Janus is Zane’s close friend and always wants the best for him. He ends up with Zane. Janus is on the American football team.
Travis Valkrum - Age 16. I almost forgot about Travis because I do not like him at all. No Travlyn here whatsoever lmao. I will lean into the sweetheart thing he had going on in pdh!! Basically a ray of sunshine, and things pickup lines are so suave and cool. He’s really interested in classical music.
THE ROMEAVE BROTHERS: here is where we get really messy and find some main conflict
Garroth Ro’Meave - Age 18. Also no longer a love interest. Garroth Ro’Meave has a heart of gold and is always trying his best. He absolutely loves sports and board games. He could not stand his father and ran away from home in the summer between Junior and Senior year. He enrolled himself at PDH and cannot legally be made to return home, and this sets up a lot of the conflict. Garté is a very famous businessman and politician and the tabloids are finding it hard to avoid discussing the family drama, especially with Vylad being public news. Garrance is also endgame
Zane Ro’Meave - Age 16. Debate team. Anyone who knows me knows I love Zane, and I am so normal about him in this. He’s the student council head (the SC is the Jury, idk if I made that clear) at O’Kasis academy until Garté gets really antsy to get Garroth back. Garté basically forcefully transfers Zane to PDH and says he can’t go back to O’Kasis Academy until Garroth comes home. Character development and chaos ensues, while he’s finally forced to face everyone he’s hurt and his feelings about his dad. Much less importantly, Zane gets a boyfriend by the end. It’s Janus (as in the silver death), who’s been his friend the whole time.
Vylad Ro’Meave Fletcher - Age 15. Sick of her husband, Zianna had an affair with another guy. Garté didn’t like how dissimilar Vylad looked to him and forced her to get a DNA test. He basically forced Zianna to give Vylad up, and he’s currently staying in a foster home. It’s public knowledge that he is a Ro’Meave, but it’s just not really talked about in a serious context (kinda Boris Johnson’s kids). Suddenly he’s at the same school as his two older brothers and getting to reconnect with them, and it’s all a lot at once. He’s also the person who convinced Sylvanna that Aphmau should come to PDH on an open day.
It’d be kinda Sex Education vibes??? More than one main character and it focuses on all their conflicts, but the overarching story is Katemau and the conflict between Zane and Garroth, both of which would come to a peak on the night of the winter dance :)
IM SO SORRY THIS IS SO LONG!!! If you have any questions or characters you’re curious about hmu
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triviareads · 1 year
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hi! do you have recs for m/m contemporary romance with lots of good sex, or m/m erotica? thank you! :)
Hi! I do have some recs! I don't read a lot of contemporary m/m (recently went on a Kate Meader hockey player/firefighter binge but none of them really hit for me) but here are some stand-outs:
Saint by Sierra Simone: I'm perpetually reccing this woman's books and for good reason. This one was a lot more slow burn than the first two in the Priest series (equally contemplative though, if not even more) but the pay-off was FANTASTIC. It's all about Aiden, who is now a monk, reconnecting with his now-engaged ex boyfriend Elijah. They go on a road trip to visit monasteries that have breweries I believe. I do need to reread but I distinctly remember vows of silence and chastity (and yes, a chastity cage was used).
The Prince by Tiffany Reisz: I'd strongly recommend reading her Original Sinners series in order (this is the 3rd) but this is the book that delves into the genesis Soren and Kingsley's relationship at their New England Catholic boarding school (!!). Brilliantly written. Younger Soren is a delight and terrifying to read (but Kingsley is.... deeply into that). Please heed the trigger warnings before you read because there is dubcon and mentions of rape/incest.
Wow, I just recced 2 Catholic-centric books. Huh. Well here's a third (more Catholic-adjacent but Soren is a priest so-):
The Return by Tiffany Reisz: Read The Prince, then read The Chateau (if you want; I didn't), then read The Return. Soren and Kingsley are older in this one, their relationship is.... less shaky, I'd say, compared to the present-day scenes in The Prince. Soren and Kingsley in France visiting an old, uh, acquaintance, and you get to see their more mature relationship (Soren's mellowed with age). The classic Tiffany banter is still there, as always, as are the classic Tiffany sex scenes (meaning, mind the TWs).
Mafia Target by Mila Finelli: I read Mafia Mistress my junior year of college and I'd been waiting for Giulio to get a book of his own since then and this was fucking fantastic. Giulio is the son of a mafioso and Alessio is the assassin sent to, well, assassinate him. Can an assassin turn into a simp? The answer is a resounding YES. The sex between these two is excellent (and plentiful since you did ask for "lots of good sex"), and tbh it's just very funny to see these two falling for one another despite all the death threats (on all sides; there's the assassination sitch, there's external mafia shit, daddy does a boyfriend beatdown at some point, etc.).
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scroldie · 1 year
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to be clear i'm not mad or anything. i just think it's funny when an x reader is super specific like "your parents are in this specific field of profession. you had a fiancée of three years. you play hockey." i don't know who you're talking about don't make up shit about me KSHSKHDISH
i actually love like super well written reader inserts that are established or whose character gets more established and grows as the story goes on too. i think it's neat and writers who pull it off are neat!! but then at some point that's really no longer a reader insert. idk. something something ship of theseus adjacent
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mecachrome · 4 months
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which nhl team would you assign 814 to I'm genuinely curious
well my real answer is that no nhl team is actually applicable to them and they're instead team gb at 2019 worlds going "we're shit and we know we are!" after just barely avoiding relegation by beating france in overtime. in this scenario pierresteban also represent france 💙
that's a good question though because it's something i've discussed with friends before but i still cannot make up my mind on! imo it's difficult to connect both sports because car development happens in such a separate personnel vacuum from prospect pooling for hockey so the narratives are not easy to ascribe... like you could justify a lot of different teams by focusing on a specific era or cluster of roster dynamics or even more superficial things like branding and color, but holistic justifications are a different beast and i tend to overthink the details. (imo the only obvious legacy connection is ferrari = habs because tifosi fervor and the Myth and History of each respective team. also haas = rags lol #fuckthemkids)
anyway we did think of Orange Teams but that's like er okay..... flyers or oilers??? also you did say 814 and not exactly mclaren, so that could also just be "which individual hockey player do you think is most lando/oscar coded," but the problem there (and i know i'm going to sound deeply biased) is that i've always associated lando with petey and oscar with robo LOL. actually i think the nux are kind of an interesting connection for mclaren because i was going to say that when it comes to nontraditional markets, they're both very established traditional teams but are also mildly out of place because mclaren is not a works team and all west coast hockey is oppressed ❤️ jkjk. mclaren is too historically successful to be vancouver...
speaking of success though, the other problem with trying to connect hockey to f1 is that winning a cup out of 32 teams is a much different quantifiable metric than winning a wcc out of 10-ish teams is... if you're looking strictly at patterns of success then the pens' multiple runs make them a little bit similar to mclaren, but you can also give them to merc or williams for the same reason, and i'd also shy away from Aging Core teams because a lot of 814's identity is literally that they're such a young promising duo. so then if we're looking at young team cores i would probably argue new jersey or buffalo... or like anaheim but Woking England is not california adjacent. there's maybe a cbj dynamic that would make sense for 814 but unfortunately i spend a lot of time pretending ohio doesn't exist
tl;dr: i really don't know 😭 do you have one in mind that you'd like to offer? i feel like i could write myself into a justification for a provided team but i'm also full of counterarguments for every single one. i'm so sorry this is not helpful.......
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letstrywritingmaybe · 4 months
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I know I keep saying just one more scene, and I hope I mean it this time. But there’s just one more scene for me to write for the solstice event. I haven’t even changed the ending, and I haven’t exactly diverted my path towards the ending, it’s just I keep adding extra details and thoughts, so it’s taking longer. I’ve almost doubled what I was at before when I claimed I was almost done. I just broke 6k, what is happening here. I don’t write things this long, I’m comfortable in the 1 maybe 2k range. This fic also feels different to me too. But then again I try to diversify my writing, I tell the same story over and over so I have to switch it up some how. It’s very midnights-esq which make sense cause that was the vibe I was going for but also very typical of my Christmas fics too. Almost feels like my roots, but like adjacent to it cause it’s not just all fluff, it’s more like pockets of it? Idk who I’m even trying to explain this to, I’m just rambling. Okay bye, it’s almost Pen time. Let’s Go Pens!🤍🖤💛🐧
(While I’m here. I was onto something with my hockey AU. Idk all the details but yeah, though I think it’s more similar to the former Canes drama. My fic idea that is. Actually it may be similar to this current drama too? Idk)
Update: it’s under 7k but I’m done with the first draft. Idk how I feel about the bonus scene though… I kinda wanna rewrite it cause I envisioned things a little differently, but I won’t worry about it right now since it’s done. In unrelated but sorta related news, kinda wanna write the rescue me song fic, the song by OneRepublic not the other one.
^ignore all of that cause I went back and added more, so now we’ve broken 7k but at least it ties in with midnights better now *sigh why am I like this. Okay let’s try and work on other WIPs now
Update 2: went on Twitter and I desperately still need to watch m26. Honestly how are they not real. Why does this keep happening to me. All my fav ships are not canon when they all should’ve been. It’s me, hi, I’m the problem it’s me 😭
Update 3: finished (probably) the next chapter of the sibling verse too! Now let’s see if I can work on devour or I wish I cared less… (so I went and reread what I had written for devour and it kinda feels wrapped up in a way? Like there’s still a lot of shit, but the part of the story that I wanted to tell seems to be finished? I suppose I could circle back to kaishi, but I fear it’ll lose the focus cause I get way too into kaishi whenever I mention them. Idk. I’ll put a pin into it for now and say it’s maybe done?)
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txstars · 1 year
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Do you think Jimmy likes Brady more or vice versa
ohhhhhh fun question🤒🤒
i definitely think that they both think the other is like the bigger freak but i think at this moment in time they're pretty much mutually obsessed with each other.
BUT
i for sure think that tim came to ottawa and was like....a blushing...star struck little idiot. not because brady was particularly cool or anything but just because brady is literally so annoyingly charming despite himself and imagine you're this goofy ass teenager from germany who is being thrown into the NHL...and this kid whose like two years older you and also is like kinda hockey royalty adjacent and of COURSE you know who he is and how good he is..... and he's laughing and calling you jimmy and making you feel so welcome in a place where you still feel like a complete outsider.... disgusting
so i think tim did a speed run on having a crush on brady and brady was kinda like awwwww i have a little puppy :3 thats funny! but then tim got more comfortable and he doesn't stop blushing when brady is around but he starts giving as good as he gets. hes actually funny when he wants to be and hes not afraid to give brady shit. and hes kinda cute in a cringe way...and brady is like....oh...no. one day tim is whining about something and instead of being like someone shut this kid up!!!! brady is like......hehehehehe :3
anyways yeah theyre both weirdos now so its all equal. brady likes to think he has the upper hand in every situation but he he . dumb and wrong
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shogunomicon · 1 year
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I’m becoming more and more painfully aware of social media pipelines every day. I’m wondering if it’s just because based on my interests or whatever I’m being categorized as “straight white male” (which only one of those things is true) and that’s leading me to get recommended more and more far-right or adjacent content. Lemme give some examples of what I’ve got so far
Instagram has been one of the worst so far. I constantly get like those Andrew Tate-partnered reels or like extremely hateful content disguised as memes. It IS the one platform that doesn’t specifically seem to target me though so I’m assuming it’s just their algorithm being shit and pushing whatever is “popular” regardless of its actual content
Speaking of targeting me directly in the last few weeks I have been CONSTANTLY getting edgy memes specifically about gender. It’s really off-putting to get like a tiktok about trans positivity immediately followed by some 14-year-olds “me when I say there’s only two genders” chad-filter bullshit. It might be because I follow a few fitness creators but that seems to lead straight into like trad-conservative content hole, I straight up got a body builder talking about vax truthing once so I assume that’s it.
Started getting a bunch of terf shit now on Tumblr, somehow the place where I’m the most openly gnc. I’m starting to wonder who the fuck is running this place; we already know they won’t do shit about hate speech on here but when I’m straight up being “recommended” a post about how trans people are groomers it really makes me think about what’s going on in the backend
YouTube started straight up recommending me alt-right news channels like the quartering and shit. It took me a while but I went out of my way to block almost every single one I could think of and it seems to have given the message but that’s really fucking concerning. Once again just opening my homepage and seeing straight up hate speech in the titles of these videos that are totally fine by YT’s standards and even fucking montetized
And finally for some reason the “trending now” tags on Twitter are always full of the most vile fucking people. Like I don’t know why my trending topics are always shit like JK Rowling or the LGB Alliance or defending whatever streamer most recently dropped the N word live. Currently it’s just hockey news since I live in Canada so I’m assuming it’s not targeted but I’ve heard that Twitter actively tries to upset you as much as possible to keep you engaged which is so fucked up
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phdmama · 11 months
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Oooo thanks anon pal!!
👌🏼 A fic someone else recommended to you
Okay, my love @gaycousinlarry recommended me And Never Been Kissed. It's Sid/Geno (hockey rpf so if rpf's not your thing, well, don't read it!). Now, I'd run across it, of course, because it's very popular (and rightly so). It's by @thehoyden and twentysomething (maybe not on tumblr?).
It's one of those fics where I was... I don't know, a complete fucking idiot and somehow I was reluctant to read it. It's long, ~166K and I think I still have "my brain is too fucked up from Covid to read long things anymore" except it's not! Thanks to MEDICATION. Anyway. So yeah, I was like... I dunnoooooooo and then Eli was like it's SO GOOD and I trust Eli, not just with my life, but even more than that, with my fic recs.
[Note: I'm always hesitant to use canon-compliant with RPF because... what the heck is canon?? But this is what I'd call canon-adjacent.]
My pal, my anon. This fic is utterly fantastic. It's so so well-written (I mean, I've read other things by these authors so that's no surprise o course.] But it's just a gorgeous story, the kind that makes you get a lil weepy while you're SMILING when it finally all falls into place. I don't think you really need to know much about the pairing to enjoy it, so if you're open to new pairings (I mean, I guess that's an assumption, that you're not a hockey rpf pal), I recommend it, 8 billion percent.
And I just reread it, like a couple of days ago, so it's 100% on my GONNA REREAD THE SHIT OUT OF THIS list.
This fic also really highlighted that *for me*, as a reader (and as a writer clearly), the stories I love to dive into are the falling-in-love stories. I absolutely adore that journey, and when it's one of those WAIT HOW IS THIS GOING TO WORK OUT (but you know that it will), it just grabs something really deep in my heart/mind/soul. (usual caveats, this is not in any way a judgement on what other people love to read and write!!! it's literally JUST my opinion.)
It's also just so clear to me (and again, this is just for me), that fanfic for me isn't really about pairing - it's about writing and stories and that incredible journey.
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symphony7inamajor · 3 months
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i just want to say i admire ur dedication to the jets. i like them a lot but i fear not as much as u and if i tried to converse about it you would eviscerate me with your eyes and set an atomic bomb upon my house. this is beyond admirable i am being for serious
NOOOOJFNSNDNANA i love talking about the jets with people :( they’ve been my boys for so many years now and my memories of watching their 2018 WCF run with my dad (ie the buff two hander) are some of my fondest in hockey (until becoming um. Traumatic). i love when people talk to me/ask me about the jets or post about them appreciatively :3
i just get upset whenever i find posts about the jets that are either 1. not about the jets really at all or 2. expressing inaccurate ideas about the jets and their players. they’re already one of the least popular teams on tumblr (ask yourself what the jets tags would look like without me…. tumbleweed blows by) so any posts Not by jets fans are kind of impossible to ignore. that stuff doesn’t just get absorbed by more posting the way it would in leafs/pens tags.
with fic it’s even worse. i mean look at ao3 for five seconds and you’ll see jets fics almost exclusively by me. for years i’ve been writing them in hopes that other people would love them like i do and start writing for them too (to no avail. ah well) and now the most significant discussion of jets adjacent fic i’ve seen outside my own dms with friends is about “what if the jets but they weren’t the jets at all and are just players i actually like because i don’t know anything about jets players” like that shit hurted idk… owie…… tearing my hair out. ahhhhh
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cynicaloptimism2 · 7 months
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i, again, didn't post my books read for last month in any sort of timely fashion.
Manga-
Seaside Stranger vol 3 and 4: the guys are just trying to get their shit together and be with each other. very sweet.
My Hero Academia Vigilantes # 6: I mean, i like reading this series when i am actually reading it but i never feel like reading it, if that makes sense?
Therapy Game #2 by Meguru Hinohara: so so hot
Natsume's Book of Friends by Yuki Midorikawa: Kid is trying to free all the spirits his grandmother captured, kinda like reverse Pokemon.
Manga Adjacent-
My Hero Academia School Briefs #1- *ugh* hate to say it but this kinda sucked. a
Romance-
Dreaming of You by Lisa Kleypas: I've been listening to Fated Mates podcast and have been catching up on my old school romance.
Wolfsong and Ravensong by TJ Klune: rereading from last summer. These are so so good!
Rookie Mistake and Scoreless Goal by Anna Zabo and LA Witt: really good M/M hockey romances! These are pretty heavy though (sexual assault, addiction, incredibly shitty parents) but great reads.
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